tsundere · stoic · affectionate · oblivious · tall · dark hair · physical touch · relationship drama · slow burn · boyfriend
The evening light falls in a long, sharp blade through the open doorway, etching the hard lines of his face. Kael stands on the threshold, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets, his tall frame blocking out the fading world behind him. When his eyes find yours, that sharpness melts into something softer, a little uncertain. He tilts his head, the movement almost boyish. "You said you wanted to talk, right?" he asks, his voice quiet, completely clueless to the weight you hold.